Laugh at......

The cold blade pierced through the air, and the sword qi shot out, breaking a vacuum channel in the rain curtain, and shooting directly at Duan Zhixing. Raindrops fell from the sky, and before they could touch the sword body, they were dispersed by the sword qi and turned into a white mist.

Hmph, whoever opposes my master must die...... What is it!?

A sneer full of cold and murderous intent bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and the Jedi was about to start, when the double blades were just halfway extended, and suddenly heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a long sword with a cold light bursting into the air, and he couldn't help but be startled, his body retreated quickly, and at the same time quickly withdrew his two blades, blocking the path of the long sword.

Now is the time!

A figure approached quickly, paying attention to the battle between Huangfu Mingjia and Duan Zhixing, and the pouring rain could not stop his sharp eyes. Seeing Duan Zhixing stop attacking as he expected and block the long sword, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, the middle finger of his right hand moved slightly, and a faint force was transmitted to the long sword along a silk thread that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Suddenly, the long sword that shot directly at Duan Zhixing suddenly slanted slightly, turning into a cold light, surrounding Duan Zhixing's defense, and slashing at him. Snort, the cold light flashed, blood beads splashed, how could it be!

Duan Zhixing was so frightened that he didn't rush to change his moves, he could only watch as the long sword tore a narrow bloody hole in his chest.

How could the long sword change its move halfway, could it be a spell? Or, is it the legendary hundred-step flying sword? Who is the sacred? ……

Duan Zhixing's mind was racing, he covered his wound and retreated, stopping at a distance from Gao gradually three zhang. Looking into the distance, he saw a white shadow that could fall to the ground, and the sword qi all over his body was sharp and piercing. The eyes are like fire, so that people dare not look directly.

"Who are you?" With a twist of his wrist, he re-held the long sword that was about to pierce his chest in his hand, Huangfu Mingjia looked at the man in white who walked in front of him, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "You could have dealt with him without making a move just now." I don't need help yet. ”

"After working together for so many years, you're still a bull temper. conAd1(); is very stubborn, now that the enemy is present, do you still want to play tricks with me? ”

Speaking of this, he saw Huangfu Mingjia raise his eyebrows. seemed to be ready to refute, so he immediately said lightly: "What, I saved it, didn't I even say thank you?" ”

"Because you kid don't need to thank you, I'll remember today's events, count me as owing you a drink."

The expression on the man in white changed, the expression on his face softened, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "The drinks at [the house] are all brewed by Wan'er herself, do I still need to ask you for wine?" ”

"Huh. Ye Wuxian, you don't seem to have married Miss Wan'er yet, right? Huangfu Mingjia chuckled and put away his sword. Side by side with Ye Wujian, he looked at Duan Zhixing coldly.

As soon as Duan Zhixing's expression changed, he wanted to leave, but the next moment, he felt an ethereal and invisible momentum lock on him, and his cold gaze fell on him. Slightly numb, as if being stared at by a hungry tiger in the mountains and forests.

"The first swordsman under Yan Hong. Ye Wuxian, I heard that you used to be Jing Ke's scholar? Slowly turned around, and began to threaten with a cold face: "Your kung fu is very good, and your vision should be good, tonight Yan Hong is already a turtle in the urn, and it is difficult to fly with wings, the so-called good bird chooses wood, you are such a good sword, if you submit to my master, you will definitely have a good future." ”

"Your master? I'm afraid your so-called Lord is not qualified to do so! ”

"Arrogance!" Duan Zhixing was furious, shouted, and rushed directly to kill.

"Really? I still feel humble. Ye Wuxian flicked the long sword, his figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of Duan Zhixing.

So fast!

Duan Zhixing's pupils shrank, the curved blade broke through the air, and he slashed out in an instant.

Keng ......

The cold light flashed, the figures staggered, and the afterglow of the blades clashed in the square, and two curved blades like a waning moon flew high into the sky. conAd2();

Duan Zhixing's expression was blank, and he remained motionless in the posture he had slashed in.

Ding Ding ......

The two curved blades remained in the air for a moment, and finally slammed into the ground as the rain fell, making a shudder. At the same time, a red line appeared in Duan Zhixing's throat, turning from light to thick, and then poof, a bewitching blood flower exploded, and the blood droplets splashed, dyeing the ground under him red, but after an instant, it was washed out by the rain and turned into a pale red stream.

"Ho...... Ho...... Ho ......"

The coldness and pain in his throat finally brought Duan Zhixing back to his senses, he covered his throat, staggered around, his eyes widened, and pointed at Ye Wuxian as if he wanted to say something, but the leaky throat could only make him squirt bursts of blood from his mouth. After a few seconds, he finally fell down with a bang, lying on the ground with his back to the sky, the divine light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally fell silent, only his hands and feet occasionally twitched.

"This is the so-called master? Why can't you even catch a sword. ”

Looking back at Huangfu Mingjia's face, Ye Wuxian shook his head in disappointment, and put his sword into the sheath, "How did you kid do it?" ”

"Humph! If I hadn't been fighting him here for a long time, you would have had a chance to kill him with one move...... If Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie are replaced in his current position, you Ye Wuxian will be able to pick it with one sword! ”

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The clouds covered the sky, and the wind and dust rolled and spread the earth. The cold wind whined, the spirits of the dead were crying in vain, and the remnants of snow fell silently, as if life on the battlefield was silently disappearing.

In the courtyard with scattered flowers, a person stood quietly, and at this time, there was neither joy nor sadness on his face, just a dull place.

Tonight should have been a peaceful and peaceful day, but unfortunately it was destroyed by this sudden change, and before he could give the little junior brother a wedding gift, then give him a piece of [peace], all of this did not show on that plain face at all. conAd3();

Tsing Yi flickered, and he just slowly raised the wooden sword in his hand.

Ever since he stepped out of the Ghost Valley, his face has always been an unwavering expression, and everyone who knows him will say that this is Tarzan collapsing in front of him without changing his face. Over time, he had forgotten how to make other expressions.

What kind of person is he?

I can't say clearly, I'm afraid, no one can say clearly.

It has been said that the only person who really knows him is his opponent - the moment you face his sword.

His sword may be really terrifying, but whether it is true or not, no one knows, and no one wants to know.

Then he must be lonely......

The sword, inherently lonely.

He had neither friends nor relatives, and seemed very pitiful and pitiful......

It is very dangerous to have such feelings.

Why?

The sword, originally one of the most dangerous things in this world, anyone who is too close to the sword, will be injured. Even, losing their own lives.

Including himself.

In fact, this is everyone's misunderstanding of him, how can a person live in the world without fetters.

It's just that the fetters he cares about have been cut off more than ten years ago, and that is a story, a story of 'trying to see the poor dagger'.

So, tonight, he didn't allow his only bond to be severed by this group of wicked people.

Yes, he swore by his name, and yes, its name had such weight.

Because, he's a Juggernaut. Gainie! (To be continued)

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